Sunday, September 30, 2007
I'm having a cold. Must be from all the sniffling yesterday. Wehh.
Will update soon.
@ 11:14 PM
Saturday, September 29, 2007
I AM SO DAMN FRIGGIN SAD.
I'm sorry but the emo-ness is getting to me, I feel like jumping into the Singapore River.
What is SBOF without its mind, heart and soul? Its three supporting pillars? Its... Kay I ran out of nouns.
Why all the change, I wonder.
I found out my class got shuffled. Only Dan's in the new class I think. At least there's Seri, Sarah and Sharina. Not so bad. But still. No more Robin and Isaac. And Nuo and Manda. And everybody lah. I never got to go out on those planned trips with them. Oh wells.
I already know Boss and Fad are leaving. That's super sad. By the way, Boss is the mind, and Fad is the heart.
AND THEN RIGHT!
I find out Izzy is leaving. Izzy's the soul.
Who's going to do the clockout dance? Who's going to tell me to shut up? Who's going to rap irritatingly crude lyrics when I'm doing drinks? Who's going to make me laugh my brains out? Who's going to tell ghost stories? WHO TELL ME WHO THE FUCK IS GOING TO DO ALL THAT?
Wah angry seh. Lols.
This is so unfair.
It's only been five months, and I consider SBOF my second family. How could they take three members away?
I was sitting alone at the table outside, and I seriously felt like crying. I almost did. Think I'll do that at home. Not here. It's not a good thing to cry in Starbucks. I already feel the affected-ness vibes, I don't want to add on to it by bursting into tears.
KAY KAY DAH. ENOUGH! I will stop here.
@ 5:57 AM
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Store outing rocked balls!
WOOT WOOT WOOT
Had work on Thursday morning till 4. The first attachment partner came late, but he was cute so all was forgiven. LOLS. Then Fad left and the attachment MOD came in. I tell you, he is the lepak-kest MOD I've ever met. Funny ah. Then three partners from Eastpoint (hmm, I wonder why) came and I got to clock out at four-ish.
I'm in love with Paolo Nutini.
Me and Shiks waited for Jossie and Romel. Then we cabbed to ECP. Reached in like, less than half an hour. Coolness.
I realised I haven't been to ECP in ages. I remember when the Beach Buddies ( Nas, Husna, Zahd, me ) used to be sorta regulars and cycle there. I would always eat the mee bandung at the coffee shop near the Macs. Enak sungguh.
Spotted Boss and his tents from miles away. Hahaha.
Sat at the waterbreak and took stupid emo shit photos. Then Izzy decided to be gay primadonna photographer and ordered all of us to pose for him. I had to do a Roxy shoot, which Jossie said was more like a Playboy shoot. I refuted that because I was fully clothed after all. Eh, leaning on rocks is physically daunting ah bloody hell.
Wanz drew Boss in the sand. Boss with longer hair and fins. HAHA.
Digression. FUCK I have lessons from 9am to 6pm next block. PANTATS.
Then we broke fast. Ate all sorts of nonsense. Bee hoon goreng, fish and chicken nuggets, cookies, brownies, sambal belachan, sausages, blah blah. Zul came! He ate Nasi Lemak Power (or something) that his mum bought for him. Super cute ah.
Then we played very camp-ish games, courtesy of Boss beloved. We played Pass It On (which involves passing rubber bands on toothpicks - using our mouths), Birthday (all of us squeezed on the stone bench and had to arrange ourselves in the order of which we were born), Treasure Hunt and Shrinking Island.
THE BOBS VS THE DEANS! HAHAHHAHAA. Funny sia.
It was apeshit fun ah. The Deans won in the end but it's okay! It's okay it's alright go Bobs go Bobs fight fight fight.
Then we just sat around, told ghost stories. In the end, the overnighters were me, Shiks, Yana, Nurul, Izzy, Irman, Boss, Neng, and Fish. Nice cozy group. Played card games, finished off the food.
WE GOT ASSAULTED BY A STORM. Survived it due to our Black Hawk Down-ish efforts. Boss ah! Nonsense.
FREAKING COLD I was shivering right up to my teeth.
Pictures soon. Kay? I have to resize them. Sorreh.
I'm going to miss Fad and Boss. Seriously.
Reached home at 10am. After our (Yana, Izzy, Irman and me) futile efforts to hail a cab, I called and finally got through after 10 " Sorry, our customer service lines are all busy. Please hold on and we will attend to you shortly. " and three full songs. GRAHHHH.
Took two Panadol Extras to knock myself out and prevent any flu bug from soaking in the rain, woke up at 5 and got ready for work. Closing mah.
Thought Fish bubbled us, but he turned up in the end.
Fad, don't be too stressed lah. Keep singing!
And I'm happy. Four consecutive nights, he called.
That's all. Photos next. Cheers.
@ 10:07 PM
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
My toe is feeling so SO SOOOO much better I feel like bending down and kissing it. But I can't reach so it's okay.
Today was a relatively okay day for a whole-freaking-day-at-home-day. I've been sitting at home since Sunday okay! And that is something. For me anyway. And trust me, I still don't see the appeal of sitting and stoning at home.
You know yesterday I was feeling all emo right.
Well, I'm okay now. Because he called. Somehow he knows exactly when to make things better. Annoying as that may be. Oh wells.
Anyhoo. These are the people I miss:
SYAFS. We must go shopping after my pay and after your promos. If not shopping, just a session of catching up. Okay? Okay.
SARAH. What telah happen to Dead Silence daaaaa.
The whole Tasty Bunch actually. I haven't seen Han in ages, and I have no idea what is going on in Shahida's or Atiqah's life.
ASHIKIN. I know I'll be seeing you tomorrow but I haven't seen you in three days so I miss you can.
SBOF PIRATES. Because I haven't been to store in three days.
HANIF. What. I miss the bugger's nonsense. Hahas.
See, this is what happens when you coop me up at home. I start missing people.
Well, that's it. Cheers.
@ 7:09 AM
Sunday, September 23, 2007
The toe's feeling slightly better. Therefore I shall not emo today. I shall watch Whose Line Is It Anyway vids on YouTube! Yeayness!
Didn't sleep yesterday. Spent the night laughing instead. Which explains my slightly desperate wide-awakeness today.
No, he hasn't called in three nights. It's okay. I'm used to it. Shrugging it off is probably the easiest and least painful thing to do. I hate not caring ( I mean, what if something happened to him and I don't know? ), but caring is exactly the damn thing that hurts.
So it's back to the drawing board for now. Back to the stupid, Uh hi I'd really like to get to know you moments. Hahs.
Do I sound bitter? I don't know.
Oh wells. That's our favourite phrase by the way.
STOP BEING EMO BITCH. I swear I'll bitchsmack myself. Geez.
SYAFIQ I AM NOT A SOFTIE.
. . .
I've been meaning to take home a Venti cup of bar mocha to bake brownies with, but looking at my toe (looks down at said pathetic toe), NAHH. But no worries, I'm still baking brownies for store outing on Wednesday. Like, lots of them.
I have yet to bake white chocolate brownies. With oreo cookie chunks. FUYOOOO.
Okay stop. Fasting month. Stop stop stop.
6 more hours. Okay can. Cheers.
@ 9:33 PM
Yesterday, a monstrosity of a tragedy maligned my right big toe.
Wah. Drama seh.
I was drawing on the Daily Offerings board in store (it is seriously very heavy) an hour before buka. Then when I was done with it, I carried it to the backroom so one of the guys can go put it up. Since it was very heavy, I had some difficulty putting it down onto the floor. Horrors, it slipped from my fingers and LANDED ON MY RIGHT FOOT OKAY.
Remember the chalkboard days in primary school? Okay, imagine a quarter of that chalkboard breaking off and falling on your foot as you stand unsuspectingly in front of it.
You know in teevee when something heavy falls on somebody's foot and he hops around in pain? And it's supposed to be funny?
WELL IT'S NOT. AT ALL.
Because that was exactly what I was doing, except I was screaming stuff that shouldn't be broadcasted on daytime teevee. I mean, at first it was all numb, then when the pain comes, you just start screaming. I didn't realise it, but tears were streaming down my face. Like, so TAK GLAM AH. Seriously.
Then I laughed it off and finally had dinner.
SAKIT GILER SEH. Now the poor toe is bruised and swollen. I tell you, the walk home felt like it lasted forever. No kidding. I felt damn vulnerable ah, like if somebody dragged me off somewhere I won't be able to fight back. Hahs.
And today I'm at home. And I'm bored and feeling emo. Why must this happen to me?
I look at my toe and think, What wrong have I done?
HAHAHAHA FIQ EMO SIA. Stop it to the moshpit seh.
Watched Silent Hill on DVD alone (pretty much, the brothers were preoccupied with the computer) and I am freaked out. It was freaking gory can! I like the cinematography though, like how the line between reality and gameworld was blurred. There were scenes which look like they came straight out of the game.
The zombies on fire weren't so bad, the cleaner was freaky, the dude with the big sword and what he did to the "Lies! Filth!" girl (he skinned her alive with one pull from the chest) was freaky, the nurses were freaky, everything was freaky lah!
But the policewoman was damn hot. Haha. Ahem. But what happened to her was sad.
The final part was the best, in all its gory glory. The barbed wire, the blood, the freaky kid. I mean, people were being torn apart and there were pieces of human flesh on the floor and she was prancing around. WTH? SICK AH. I find it interesting, barbed wire as a revenge weapon. I mean, she could have just burnt everyone in one big fireball, but no, she chose to pierce everybody with barbed wire to ensure maximum bloodshed and prolonged death. Awesome.
And how Silent Hill turns into permanent purgatory when darkness falls is just cool ah. In a grossly sadistic way. I tell you I screamed like mad when the cleaner came to life. Whatshisname? Oh yeah, Colin. Brrr.
Am still feeling slightly emo. Yes, because of the toe.
Oh wells. Guess that's it for now. Take care of your toes people.
@ 1:31 AM
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Fasting has done nothing for my pursuit of weight loss. Okay, maybe a little bit lah. But that's not the whole point of fasting right. Today shall be the first day that I break fast with my family. I haven't been at home because of work (closing for three consecutive nights seriously messes you up) and work, and more work. Oh wells.
It's nice breaking fast at work, as one big OF family.
I must not forget the family that I already have though. I remember when we used to have dinner together as a family practically every night. That was normal dinner. Breaking fast at home was an absolute must, I was only allowed the two or three times I broke fast outside with friends.
Family outings were not uncommon. We used to go for breakfast every Sunday, then go bowling at Bukit Panjang Plaza before visiting my maternal grandfather. When my late grandma was still around, we would have breakfast/lunch/dinner at their place (one of the ancient blocks at Hillview, they're all gone now and replaced with green fields, I think they're building a condo on it or something) and basically spend the whole day there.
Sometimes we'd go to Pasir Ris Park for picnics, or cycling. I remember when my Dad first taught me how to cycle, I banged into a lamp post. Haha. Then I lay groaning on the ground, refusing to get up. Paiseh already mah. Then he would buy all of us ice-cream from those vans in the carpark, and we'd sit on the pavement in a row and eat. That was a long time ago.
An even longer time ago, I remember we used to go kite-flying. I was just a small kid back then. I only remember we were at this huge open field with a big drain next to it. I also remember when Disney came to Singapore and they had this huger than huge tent set up, and when you went in, you forget that you're actually in a big open field in Singapore. There was a stage with seats on the ground, and Mickey and whoever else were prancing around on stage. My mum bought me a pretzel, I got to hug Mickey, then the kids went wild at this huge playground with feature rides and whatnot. I still remember this very vividly actually.
Chalets were a must every year. This was when the whole family from my Dad's side would come together and rent a big chalet and do chalet stuff. My mum would organise games, the Dads would sit around, BBQ and eat. The kids would be running around and screaming. Yeah.
Now? I'm never home (I do realise that this is a problem, but I can't help it), I have no idea what my family's schedules are, I don't really know what's going on in my brothers' lives (except that one is taking his PSLE this year), I haven't had a nice chat with my mother in so long, I somehow feel vaguely disjointed from the family.
It doesn't help that school and work take up most of my time, and I'm not the type to sit at home because I'll feel extremely restless (like I.MUST.GO.OUT) and irritable. Even when I'm home, I'm usually caught up with schoolwork.
Soon, my brothers will grow up and turn out exactly like me. Actually I don't know if they'll turn out like me. Lols. What I do know is that they will be able to take care of themselves, like I'm taking care of myself now, because we were all brought up to be independant and self-reliant. My 9-year-old brother is schooling in Aljunied, which is miles away from home, and even though he takes transport to and fro, there will be a time when he has to travel on his own.
The twelve-year-old is doing fine on his own, going to school and coming back safe and sound all by himself. He is intelligent, and might be the one to surpass his sister academically. Come on, straight As for tests. Like, what the hell. If he beats my PSLE aggregate, I will be SO DAMN proud of him ah! Then he can finally step out of his siblings' shadows, being the middle child and often the misfit.
The fourteen-year-old (who looks like he's eighteen bloody hell) is grappling with school, teenager issues blah blah. Normal. I'm just glad he's not mixing with bad company. If he is I will smack his head. He's the one I'm closest to, because we can more or less relate to each other. That said, of course there are things we don't tell each other. I'm just glad he knows how to respect me as his elder sister.
One thing I'm happy about is I rarely have arguments with my brothers now. There used to be screaming matches, things thrown at each other, that kind of thing, but it's all ceased to happen. They still raid my room, but not as badly as before, and sometimes they still annoy me.
Now why did I blog about this again. Oh yah.
Yesterday I did closing with Fad and Izzy. Fad was telling us that his mum was pressuring him to 'settle down' and he's getting all stressed up because he's happy the way he is now. Poor guy. Then we started talking about our families. HAHAHA what a thing to be talking about with, of all people, Fad and Izzy.
Me, Izzy and Wan from LT were left stranded at United Square waiting for the North van. Took so damn bloody long. We were sitting on the pavement with a group of drunk Indian men across the road from us and the 7-11 guys hollering " EH! Tak balik kepe? " at us. Oh wells.
Izzy asked me a question I couldn't answer. " So why are you still not attached? " " ... uh.. " Got me thinking though.
Today I woke up at 2 freaking pm. My sleeping pattern is seriously effed up right now.
I guess that's it for today. Cheers.Oh darling, you're a million ways to be cruel.
@ 11:27 PM
Monday, September 10, 2007
I hate puking.
Sorry for the non-activity here, I've been oh-so-busy. Heh heh. With what, I don't know.
Sad! Boss is abandoning us for Suntec Convention. What is SBOF without him? Hmm. Guess we'll just have to find out. And he's bringing Fadzil with him. *sobs*
Store meeting on Tuesday was a blast, what with the numerous coffee tastings and nonsense, and Boss not saying much about the crappy snapshot. The ending was the sweetest, with a dinner treat at Seoul Garden larsey! On Boss larsey! Needless to say, I had great fun, laughing my brains out, stuffing myself to the gills, watching Shikin kiss Josc. LOLS. I shall not elaborate on that.
Thursday was like, Movie Day.
I watched Hairspray with Sarah (thanks for the treat dear) and it was awesome. Partly (a very big part) thanks to James Marsden who is SO FRIKKING HOT in a 60s suit, dancing and singing. My God. The movie is just fantastic, despite the stereotypes involved and the rather idealistic ending, the songs and choreography more than make up for it. Any scene involving the black people were eye-openers, I must add. It's awesome lah, just go watch it now. Go!
At night I watched 1408 with Kin, Amin, Josc, Imah and Izzy. The movie was not TOO bad. Some parts were freaky but most of it just made me go whatthefeck? The later part of the movie just threw me off balance (and not in a good way) and I was lost. If you don't know what it's about, it's about an evil hotel room fucking around with people till they go crazy and commit suicide in the most gruesome manners possible. Enter a cynical author who insists on staying the night, and he manages to defeat the room after a couple of hours of nonsensical circumstances involving the somewhat supernatural.
I am depressed because I cannot go for FFAF. HUH.
@ 2:03 AM
Sunday, September 02, 2007
I've had the most fantastically long weekend, totalling five days (Thursday to Monday), and I'm feeling good.
Never mind that I am way behind schedule for my final assignment.
Anyhoo. Slacked in town on Thursday and laughed my ass off with Kin and company. For the first time ever, I woke up at one in the afternoon due to spring cleaning at store the morning before. Reached home at five am and zonked out. I got woken up by loudass thunder, and despite being shagged like nobody's business, I dragged my sorry ass out to town.
Went back to ASS on Friday. Me and Shikin were probably the first ex-Andersonians to reach, DUH at 8 am in the morning? Hello? Saw many people, watched the lame concert (save for 5/1's item which rocked balls) and lunched with Syafs and Kin. Of course, I had to be the loser who has work on a Friday night. Hahahas.
Saturday was AWESOME.
Guess who dropped by SBOF? Four members of the Heroes cast larsey! And I was at POS! I took Masi Oka's order (a Grande Raspberry Blackcurrant Frappucino), the cop dude (a triple espresso con panna), the blonde woman with superhuman powers (a regular coffee), LIKE WTF MAN. The Indian guy was there too, but he didn't order anything. Oh wells.
I repeat, LIKE WTF MAN.
Me, Nurul and Boss were in shock. Hahahs. Hell, I'm STILL in shock.
After all the hullaballoo, I went to collect my digicam! I have my own camera now people!
It's no DSLR, but it's 8.3 megapixels and a steal at 350 bucks, so I'm happy.
Then I met up with Yana, Zoo and Ard for phototaking. Had awesome fun with you guys <3
Yesterday (or rather, today morning) was, well, I can't seem to be able to put it in words.
All I know is I'm one happy person. So's he. *wink wink*
@ 6:57 PM